<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:52:27.273-07:00</updated><category term='Boys'/><title type='text'>Inside the crazy Brain of Mikelle Learned</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-4650087639141648501</id><published>2008-12-06T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:55:00.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being stuck up here, gets me down</title><content type='html'>So the elevator in my condo has been going through some repairs, and has not been running for almost a month now. I hate not being able to get out of the house as much as I would like. I guess that has been why I have been a little down lately. I worry that people will think that I am mad or upset, and its not that, its just that sometimes I wish I could get out of this wheelchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a brighter note, last Friday my good friend Jerome came by and we spent the whole day together. I had so much fun and I giggle everytime I think about it. He is always able to make me feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-4650087639141648501?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/4650087639141648501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=4650087639141648501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/4650087639141648501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/4650087639141648501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-stuck-up-here-gets-me-down.html' title='Being stuck up here, gets me down'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-5168058962234768480</id><published>2008-12-02T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:55:41.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear No Artist</title><content type='html'>Recently I was able to show my latest jewelery and poncho designs at an art show called Fear No Artist. I had an amazing time and met some great people. I even sold a lot of jewelery. I hope to get more opportunities like this soon but until then you can always buy my jewelery and poncho's online! I am now taking orders for christmas so  keep that in mind when you are trying to find a one of a kind gift for a loved one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-5168058962234768480?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/5168058962234768480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=5168058962234768480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/5168058962234768480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/5168058962234768480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2008/12/fear-no-artist.html' title='Fear No Artist'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-5136018706841478993</id><published>2007-12-20T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T12:00:26.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington DC</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks back, I went to Washington, DC for work.  I went there to talk with people within the government about Social Securtiy.  I met with a variety of officials, I told them my views and answered their questions.  While there my mother and I also went to the Press Club and my mom and I made quite an impact.  It was a pretty amazing time, I met some great people and feel like I contributed alot to the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the business side of things, I sold a bunch of bracelets to people at the event; they really liked my work and were wearing them right away.  Hopefully next time I can sell one to the president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-5136018706841478993?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/5136018706841478993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=5136018706841478993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/5136018706841478993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/5136018706841478993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2007/12/washington-dc.html' title='Washington DC'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-8383887290479249314</id><published>2007-09-30T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T11:07:01.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Sisters</title><content type='html'>I wish I had a sister, because I get lonely.  Sometimes I wonder if I like living here, but I know I don't want to move back in with Mom because I like being independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jerome.  He's my friend, but I never get to see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-8383887290479249314?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/8383887290479249314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=8383887290479249314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/8383887290479249314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/8383887290479249314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2007/09/friends-and-sisters.html' title='Friends and Sisters'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-2742522791319481526</id><published>2007-09-25T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:18:04.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad and Good: Dad and the Weekend</title><content type='html'>i'm mad at my Dad.  He hasn't been a Dad for a long time.  Now he's trying to get money that isn't his out of my mom and I.  My mom and I both don't need this in our lives right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I went up to Easter Seals, a camp in the mountains where I always have fun, with my roommate Bentley.  We stayed the night Friday night, and left Saturday afternoon.  Bentley and I needed to spend time together as girl friends, and we had an awesome time together escaping from Denver for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-2742522791319481526?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/2742522791319481526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=2742522791319481526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/2742522791319481526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/2742522791319481526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-and-good-dad-and-weekend.html' title='Bad and Good: Dad and the Weekend'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-1336266733377304769</id><published>2007-09-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:03:20.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcohol! And more!</title><content type='html'>Monday night, I had my first rum and coke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sad the last few days because I miss my ex-boyfriend, Paul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, I've been hanging out in my room more, keeping to myself more sometimes, and even was open to having a drink with Lauren and Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve has been living with us, in Lauren's room, since they came back to Denver at the end of August.  Steve is like another big brother, he makes me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-1336266733377304769?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/1336266733377304769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=1336266733377304769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/1336266733377304769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/1336266733377304769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2007/09/alcohol-and-more.html' title='Alcohol! And more!'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-327465563198759184</id><published>2007-09-17T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T12:59:12.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriends</title><content type='html'>Sometimes its tough to have good girlfriends, and to tell them that I want to be there for them to talk to.  Not only do I want to be there for them when they have problems, but I also want to be a part of the girl talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was bummed out in the morning, and it was almost time for the Bronco game to start.  I was in Lauren's room chatting with our friend Janie, who had come over to watch the game, when I heard a familiar voice in the living room, but at first I didn't believe that male voice I was hearing could possibly be there.  I came out of Lauren's room and down the hallway to see my very own big brother, who I hadn't seen in over 7 months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom made nachos, Steve and Lauren made eggs, and we all sat on the couch together and cheered for the Broncos.  It turned out to be an awesome Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-327465563198759184?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/327465563198759184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=327465563198759184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/327465563198759184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/327465563198759184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2007/09/girlfriends.html' title='Girlfriends'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6545870628674186194.post-5368857758322282722</id><published>2007-09-15T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T11:29:54.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><title type='text'>Boys</title><content type='html'>My first blog is about something that has been on my mind a lot lately as a single young woman - BOYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad at Jerome.  I have a Jerome teddy bear that I've been carrying around with me lately, because I miss the real Jerome, one of my best friends since high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to hang out together a lot more, but now Jerome has work full time at Home Depot and school, and he doesn't have as much time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Jerome a few days ago to invite him to hang out this weekend, and he hasn't even called me back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6545870628674186194-5368857758322282722?l=mikellelearned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/feeds/5368857758322282722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6545870628674186194&amp;postID=5368857758322282722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/5368857758322282722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6545870628674186194/posts/default/5368857758322282722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikellelearned.blogspot.com/2007/09/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>Mikelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05656750874700514330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
